Hug Orgies

Apparently, they do exist. For some odd reason, it was really cold out today compared to the past couple of weeks (I'm no weather person. I know if it's cold outside, you wear jeans or a sweatshirt, and it's warm, you wear shorts and such. And I know if a cold front is coming, there's going to be some cold weather coming along with it or something). However, everyone I know still wore tee-shirts because we were going to be stuck in a building-school, for you slow ones- for eight hours. So all is right with the world.

Or is it really? The last bell rings, and everyone starts going home. Devon, Andrea, and I walk upstairs to the lobby and grabbed a popsicle (Student Council Representative elections are tomorrow, the candidates were giving out free popsicles. And, as everyone knows, when there are free popsicles around, you have to get one). We then proceeded to exit the building. And it was cold and windy outside. We cursed our popsicles, enjoyed them anyway, and walked to Valerie's van. That was when Devon yelled at James who was on the slope behind the school which lead to the little fatch of woods and through which he and Devon walked to get to their street. James came over and the wind suddenly picked up. So, we all packed into Valerie's van along with Nik, who was already there.

Once inside, James, Devon, Andrea, and I suddenly realize how cold we are. So Nik and Andrea are hugging in their little seat, James is in the back somewhere, and Devon and I are crammed up in the passenger seat. Because of our chilliness, James, Devon, and I huddle together (wait- it was after this that James went into the back through the trunk door. Sorry). So, unable to resist, Devon screams "hug orgy" and I crack up laughing.

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I have really weird friends.